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About Lille

Angry? Nah, just amused at stupidity.

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Then ya gotta hit the Parc de l'Orangerie. Ya feel it? The freshness, the wild, tangled beauty of nature. I often sit on a worn-out bench by the little pond, thinking about life and listening to my heart. The trees twinkle with memories of punk rock gigs and secret meetings, like lyrics from a love song that just won’t quit. And omg, the park smells like rain and forgotten dreams.

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